The End of the World: At the beginning, I seized the SSS-level superpower

The huge divine base illuminated the entire space with a glow of fire.

Zhao Yin could hardly suppress the excitement in his heart and stood there in a daze.

The greatest divine base he had ever obtained was in the Poison Mist Forbidden Land.

The area is only five or six square meters, and it is only a thin layer.

The prismatic divine base in front of him, with a diameter of thirty meters, must be many times larger!

If you don’t see it with your own eyes, it’s hard for ordinary people to directly understand the concept of a 30-meter diameter. It looks like several nearly ten-story buildings merged together...

"It's so big!" Song Xiaodao exclaimed.

This is what everyone is thinking at this moment.

"Why is this divine base different from the ones I've seen before?" Ning Yue asked puzzledly.

Zhao Yin shook his head. He couldn't read any useful information either.

The corpse demons Song Xiaojian and Yuan Baoer, who were standing by, could no longer hold back and wanted to pounce on it and take a bite.

Even the corpse demon Zhang Jie revealed a strong greed in his pair of dead fish eyes.

Shen Ji, the attraction is fatal to any pseudo-life form!

"Master Zhao, can you give me a piece, a small piece?"

Song Xiaojian just knelt on the ground shamelessly and kowtowed his head loudly.

"I just want a small piece the size of my palm. Is that okay with you?"

"Master Zhao! Please give me a little bit for Xiaodao's sake! I, Song Xiaojian, swear that I will do anything for you, Master Zhao, even if it means having Pi Yanzi stab me with an explosive knife...!"

The little corpse demon Yuan Baoer standing by stared at this scene intently.

It seemed that as long as Zhao Yin nodded, she would immediately imitate Song Xiaojian and ask for it.

Zhao Yin came back to his senses and realized that if he didn't put away the divine base, the corpse demons would cry out of greed.

He walked out of the golden house and stepped forward.

Just as his hand touched the divine base, suddenly, a terrifying mental force followed Zhao Yin's palm and rushed straight into his mind.

At this moment, Zhao Yin suddenly heard the vague sounds of suona, flute, drum, and gong...

It seems that, amidst the sounds of these instruments, there is one voice that covers everything else.

It was the mournful cries of countless people, gathered together, as if bringing together all the human race in the world, causing Zhao Yin's entire world to fall into deep sadness.

At this moment, Zhao Yin's heart was inexplicably filled with sadness.

As if touched by the crying, a tear flowed down the corner of his eye...

"Send! Your Majesty!"

Suddenly, a high-pitched voice, with a sharp sound, drowned out all other sounds.

The divine base in front of Zhao Yin disappeared...even the huge cave became blurred.

At this moment, he suddenly couldn't see the girls, and couldn't sense the corpse demon Zhang Jie and Lao Niu!

A cool feeling burst out from the spiritual ocean where the soul of the contract was located and flowed throughout Zhao Yin's body.

He finally came out of his sadness and opened his eyes to see...

I don't know when, I found myself standing in a wasteland.

The people, beasts, and corpse demons around him are all gone!

Zhao Yin's back was instantly covered with sweat, because he could no longer sense his life space.

Here, there is yellow sand everywhere. Apart from the dark sky, there is only endless strong wind, which blows up the yellow sand and forms one tornado after another in the sky.

The whole world is desolate, even worse than the Earth. There is not even a snowflake here.

Amid the wailing wind, the sounds of suona, flute, and drums were heard again...

And the cry that echoes throughout the world.

A moment later, Zhao Yin saw with horror that at the end of his sight, a patch of white appeared on the horizon of endless yellow sand.

There were countless people wearing white robes, white hats, and white shoes, forming a sea of ​​people.

Some people were scattering yellow paper money, and some were playing musical instruments.

An old man walked slowly, playing a bamboo flute with tears in his eyes.

Everyone is crying.

Only Zhao Yin was left, facing the endless crowd alone, his heart was filled with confusion, and all he saw were white clothes.

"Send! Your Majesty!"

That sharp voice sounded again.

Zhao Yin vaguely saw in the wind and sand that it was a thin middle-aged man who was crying and shouting at the top of his voice.

Finally, the crowd came closer, and Zhao Yin's vision was filled with white clothes. He couldn't count how many people were here.

I can neither sense the extraordinary aura nor the ordinary aura from them.

It was like all his abilities were gone.

Zhao Yin subconsciously avoided the crowd and suddenly found that his feet seemed to have taken root.

Even though he tried his best, he couldn't move even a step.

At this time, the old man who was walking in the front and playing the bamboo flute walked straight towards Zhao Yin.

He could clearly see the tears in the old man's eyes and his graying hair...

It was not until Zhao Yin saw clearly the space bracelet on the old man's wrist that his heart was shocked.

This is an extraordinary world!

Zhao Yin also saw that all the people in front of him were carrying space equipment, some were wearing space bracelets, some were wearing space rings...

The number of people here seems endless... How many pieces of space equipment are needed?

Zhao Yin didn’t know how prosperous this world would be before it turned into a desert.

At this time, the old man was less than three meters away from Zhao Yin, and was still walking straight towards him.

Zhao Yin panicked, and the next moment, the old man actually passed through his body.

Looking back, the old man seemed to be unaware of anything, still playing the bamboo flute and shedding tears...

More and more people passed through Zhao Yin's body.

It seemed that no one noticed his existence, and he was like a bystander, detached from their world. Even the wind and sand in the air, Zhao Yin could see it, but he couldn't feel it...

"Is this an illusion?" Zhao Yin understood.

The cool feeling from the Contract Soul enabled him to stay awake.

I don’t know how much time has passed, whether it was a day or a year, or maybe... just a moment.

I don't know how many people walked past him.

Finally, the scene in front of me changed, and a vacuum appeared among the countless people in white clothes and white shoes.

It was a piece of open space deliberately left by everyone. It was in the shape of a circle, and as the crowd moved forward, the open space also moved forward.

In the open space with a diameter of ten thousand meters, there was only one person walking, a strong man about thirty years old!

He was also dressed in white, but it was not mourning clothes, but a set of snow-white armor.

However, the snow-white armor had long been tattered, and colorful bloodstains covered his entire body. The bloodstains were of different colors, including gold, blue, green, and purple...

Just like the snow-white earth, it is full of colorful flowers.

The middle-aged man was of sturdy build, carrying a golden coffin on his shoulders. His left hand was broken at the shoulder, and bright red blood was still flowing...

Between his eyebrows, there was a broken sword, with the pitch-black hilt exposed, emitting a terrifying light.

There was a bloody hole in his chest, and a bright red heart could be seen beating inside...

The middle-aged man didn't seem to care, and continued to walk steadily. The whole crowd seemed to follow his steps and move forward in rhythm...

"Send! Your Majesty!"